I don't believe in heaven in the winter I don't believe in winter in the fall I beat my temples just to see them splintered I tear the wings off flies just to see them crawling Down, down through the gravel and the mud Where a rope can't knot and a soap can't sud St. Peter's on a smoke break, the devil's dressed in silk And you always eat the mother after drinking her milk
I don't believe my I's are ever dotted I don't believe my T's are ever crossed I stick it in because I see it slotted I kick it in the ribs to have it turning and tossing Down, down through the weeds and the rain Where a man can't lie and a woman can't faint St. Peter's on a smoke break, the devil's dressed in silk And you always eat the mother after drinking her milk
Deliver me, doctor deliver me Doctor, deliver me from this world
I don't believe in happily or in after I don't believe in dreams I can't recall I never got invited to the afters(?) I never got why sinners never see themselves falling Down, down through the fire and the smoke Where a leg can't set and an egg can't yolk St. Peter's on a smoke break, the devil's dressed in silk And you always eat the mother after drinking her milk
Deliver me, doctor deliver me Doctor, deliver me from this world Deliver me, deliver me from this worldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
